Her One was written: Chen's.
His one was written: Qing Qing's.
Zhao Siqing looked at him and said subconsciously, "the name seems to be written backwards. "
Huo Jingchen leaned against the door and looked at her with his dark eyes. He said slowly, "it's not backwards. "
Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds and did not react.
When she looked down at the cup again, she gradually understood what he meant. Her face could not help but burn a little.
Seeing her put the Cup back into the gift box, Huo Jingchen said in a low voice, "I threw the cup in the bathroom. "
Zhao Siqing had just put the fat cow down. She turned around and said, "don't throw it away. Yuan Yuan will be angry if he finds out. "
Huo Jingchen sneered, turned around and walked to the bathroom, ignoring her.
Zhao Siqing hurriedly washed her hands and chased after him, "this will be fine as a water cup. That Cup will be used as a toothbrush. "
She chased him all the way to the bathroom. When she saw that the two cups that Yuan Yuan had given her were still safely on the sink, Zhao Siqing realized that he was scaring her. She could not help but feel slightly relieved.
Huo Jingchen stood in front of the sink and brushed his teeth. He glanced at her and ignored her.
Every day when he saw those broken cups, he could not help but want to throw them away. However, he knew that if he really threw them away, she would probably think that he was unreasonable.
Zhao Siqing returned to the kitchen. As she looked at the pot and the two cups in the box, she could not help but smile slightly.
After dinner, Huo Jingchen sat at the table and dealt with the documents. Zhao Siqing sat at the coffee table and wrote the client's treatment plan.
Both of them had a brand-new cup in their hands. The atmosphere was harmonious, but it was especially warm.
Not long after, Zhao Siqing heard a text message.
She looked up from the computer and took out her phone to open it.
A picture of her sleeping was set as a screensaver.
Zhao Siqing was stunned. Before she could react, she had already opened her phone.
Jiang Jingming's message popped up and asked him: [ how do I celebrate my birthday? ]
Zhao Siqing didn't want to look at it, but his phone was coincidentally left on the coffee table. She was a little focused on writing the treatment plan, so when she heard the sound, she habitually picked up her phone and opened it.
But.. Was it his birthday?
Zhao Siqing gently put the phone back and looked up at him, but she didn't make a sound.
Birthday?
Should she give him a gift... ...
Zhao Siqing's gaze fell on the cute cup in her hand, and she couldn't help but think about what to give him.
Soon, Huo Jingchen's phone rang again.
Zhao Siqing looked up at him and saw that he was frowning and looking at something. She couldn't help but remind him softly, "Huo Jingchen, it's your phone. "
Huo Jingchen didn't even raise his head and said in a deep voice, "see who it is. "
Zhao Siqing hesitated for a moment, then took his phone over and said gently, "there's no record. "
"Hang Up. "
"Oh... " Zhao Siqing silently hung up the phone, and the room returned to silence.
Zhao Siqing was about to return to the page when she accidentally clicked into the memo.
She was about to close the page when she saw her name in the memo.
[ don't lose your temper with Qing Qing. Be Patient. ]
[ Qing Qing likes strawberry cake, the one on Donglin Street. ]
[ you can't just throw away Qing Qing's things. She'll get angry. ]
[ Qing Qing's period... is often not allowed. ]
[ You have to restrain your anger from waking up. It'll scare her. ]
[ Qing Qing needs to change her dressing twice a day when she's injured. ]
[ you can't kiss her. Qing Qing doesn't like it. ]
[ remember to listen to her explanation. ]
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